From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
From the 2016 Collection "Nickels and Dimes" A collection of Juvenilia Artwork by Matei Tigareanu https://www.instagram.com/ma.tei/
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Just leave the fucking flags at ha… Or half-staff. Or whatever it’s called. Just fucking leave them there.
Incense thick with a scent that is true and a bit soiled and dense so dense I lift
Whether you’re preaching to the ch… or your words fall on deaf ears, just know you won’t swing a single vote.
Are we in the field or on the field? When I soar for the disc I wonder how that cloud got its shape.
Needless of a judge, a contrite heart is a bird suspended on a current, shifting myriad planes without asking or telling.
I have this sensation when remembering the poignant noteworthy moments, Lovers, the Dead, crimes—
Mojave Desert crushed cars stacked six, seven, ten tall. From the junkyard juts a billboard:
Every time I leave my parents’ ho… I am filled with a sweet sorrow. It has taken me half a lifetime to… and now I love them so dearly, so… They nor I are getting younger
Therein are the spoils of sorrow, the fruit of hardship, where wind snaps and prevails. Death whispers a hollow secret and I still a shiver
If presented with the choice would the dinosaurs have allowed the asteroid or meteor to hit?
I saw a man and his crumb snatcher… sprawled on the porch of their hom… it was painted a bright ocher with… small, modest, humble, clean, givi… A joy, in short.
Love is endless. Mercy, too. A great debt unpaid, sitting on my doorstep, first-class.
The moon lulls me as I wade through poppy fields, dragging limp hands behind me, catching each pod long enough before it snaps upright again
I feel newly acquainted with this skin, everything is novel, intensity is wherever my eyes land,
I’ll give you what I got, I can part with it all. I have gifts— A silk tongue,